Chapter 41 Don’t let me make you feel so good
Lan Xue did not answer Feng Yan's question immediately, but slowly rolled up her sleeves and looked at Jiang Wangyue.
"Madam, are you okay?"
His words instantly focused the attention of the other two people on Jiang Wangyue.
Being stared at by the three of them at the same time, Jiang Wangyue couldn't help but feel a lot of pressure.
She spoke hesitantly, "I...should be okay?"
As if he understood the reason why Lan Xue suddenly attacked, Feng Yan sneered and showed them his face.
"Look, look, who is suffering the loss!"
Lan Xue's eyes turned cold, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of her lips. "Suffering a loss? I think you're more like enjoying it."
Jiang Wangyue couldn't help blinking as she listened to their conversation, confusion floating in her eyes, as if she was trying to understand something from their words.
The stinging pain continued to hit the fragile sea of spirituality. Feng Yan's fingertips dug into the wall tightly. There was no trace of pain on his face. Instead, he looked at Lan Xue with mockery.
"What does it have to do with you whether I'm happy or not? Professor Lan, aren't you meddling a little too much?"
Jiang Wangyue, who was closest to Feng Yan, was the first to notice that something was wrong with him and that he was trying to hold on. His expression changed and he instinctively wanted to help him.
But as soon as she stretched out her hand, Feng Yan opened it.
"Do not touch me!"
Some familiar words made Jiang Wangyue frown.
Could it be that Feng Yan also has some genetic disease?
Lan Xue's expression changed and she immediately stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Wangyue.
"Madam! Feng Yan's mental power is about to explode!"
"etc!"
Jiang Wangyue broke free from Lan Xue's hand, and without waiting for Feng Yan to resist, he raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead.
She mobilized all her mental strength and instantly poured into Feng Yan's spiritual sea.
Unlike Yun Miao's white and Ji Li's black, Feng Yan's spiritual sea is more like a boundless swamp.
And above the swamp, the dark clouds seemed to be brewing thunder.
Jiang Wangyue closed his eyes tightly, trying to find a way to dispel the dark clouds, but was instantly bounced out.
She opened her eyes suddenly and gasped violently.
Cold sweat wet Jiang Wangyue's hair, and a cool hand gently touched her forehead.
Jiang Wangyue looked up and found that the person standing in front of her was Lan Xue, whose deep blue eyes were full of worry.
"Where's Fengyan? He—"
"Don't worry, Feng Yan has calmed down."
Lan Xue hugged Jiang Wangyue with her strong hands, then gently stroked her back, indicating that she could rest assured.
After witnessing the entire process of Jiang Wangyue comforting Feng Yan, Yun Miao's heart seemed to be hit hard by something, making it difficult for him to breathe.
He covered his chest and looked at Jiang Wangyue with a complicated expression.
It was clearly her who sorted out her spiritual sea that day, but why did she keep denying it?
Jiang Wangyue didn't notice Yun Miao. She stood up with the help of Lan Xue and turned her gaze to Feng Yan, who was lying on the carpet with his eyes closed.
"Is he really okay?"
Lan Xue nodded slightly, "The riot value has dropped to a safe range and will not fluctuate anymore."
Jiang Wangyue finally breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."
Recalling all the events that had happened in the past less than a week, Jiang Wangyue sighed softly again.
It's so exciting.
Lan Xue took the initiative to speak, "I was impulsive, Lady."
Jiang Wangyue grabbed his arm a little harder and then shook her head.
"Feng Yan is also wrong."
If the snake hadn't done those things at the beginning, none of the subsequent accidents would have happened.
"Jiang Wangyue." Yun Miao spoke in a hoarse voice.
He stared intently at Jiang Wangyue, who looked towards him upon hearing the sound, and asked with great seriousness, "What is your spiritual power level?"
"Grade C." Jiang Wangyue answered without hesitation.
"I don't believe it."
Lan Xue raised her eyes to look at him and said in a calm voice, "The female master's current mental strength is indeed C-level, that's right. I can testify to that."
Jiang Wangyue spread her hands towards Yun Miao and said, "See, she didn't lie."
But Yun Miao accurately caught the words in Lan Xue's words and immediately narrowed his eyes to look over.
"You just mentioned your current mental strength? What do you mean?"
Lan Xue's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Of course it's the female master's previous spiritual power, what do you think it is?"
When they were matched with Jiang Wangyue by the central mastermind, they all received a simple information about Jiang Wangyue.
Similarly, their information will also be sent to Jiang Wangyue, and it will be more detailed.
Jiang Wangyue, before the age of 7, his mental strength was at SS level.
This sentence appeared in the minds of Yun Miao and Feng Yan, who had just woken up.
A strange and unknown emotion suddenly appeared in the hearts of the two people. They couldn't tell what it was, but it made them very uncomfortable.
Feng Yan supported himself with his arms and sat up, then looked up at Jiang Wangyue.
The red and swollen marks on his cheeks were still there, and combined with his sickly pale skin, he looked a little pitiful.
Various thoughts surged deep in Feng Yan's heart, and there was a hint of darkness in his eyes as he looked at Jiang Wangyue.
Finally, he suppressed the gloom in his eyes and said thank you calmly.
Jiang Wangyue looked at Feng Yan in surprise. She was used to his sarcasm, so when she heard him say thank you, she was a little slow to react.
Feng Yan's gaze swept across the black long skirt that Jiang Wangyue was wearing, and then he slowly stood up.
"I'll have another one sent over. Don't forget about tomorrow's banquet."
Jiang Wangyue really wanted to roll her eyes at him, but she forced herself to hold it back.
"...I understand. I won't forget it."
Feng Yan walked past a few people, held the stairs, and slowly went up to the second floor. His figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
Jiang Wangyue withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Yun Miao and Lan Xue.
"Are you okay?"
While Yun Miao was still hesitating, Lan Xue's body suddenly shook slightly, which scared Jiang Wangyue.
"Lan Xue?!"
Jiang Wangyue quickly reached out to support him, holding his arm tightly, and asked anxiously, "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Is it your spiritual sea?"
Lan Xue slightly turned sideways, put part of her body weight on Jiang Wangyue, and then showed a faint smile.
"It's okay, I just need to rest for a while."
"Are you sure? Do you want a suppressant shot?"
Lan Xue shook her head, her blue eyes filled with tenderness, "I'm really okay, but I might need you to help me back to my room."
Seeing that he really didn't act stubbornly, Jiang Wangyue finally breathed a sigh of relief and helped Lan Xue into his room.
Watching the door close in front of him, Yun Miao suddenly reacted and his face darkened.
When he separated Lan Xue and Feng Yan's mental powers, he clearly felt the strength of the two people's mental powers.
What's wrong?
Lan Xue is clearly pretending!
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